"You're a lawyer, so I won't bother explaining the form in detail, or tell you that the form protects both of us. Actually, it's mostly designed to pr...otect the therapist, though it does reinforce some of the patient's rights as well. But I will promise you that I will do nothing without your express consent. That form doesn't protect me if I fail to live up to that promise."I read through the form quickly, then signed it. It was exactly as Thomas had described it, with a lot more detail about. "How are you feeling mum," I asked her."Well, to be honest I feel totally fucked," she laughed. Everybody joined in the laughter. "But George, I didn't feel you in me. Didn't you get to cum?" No honey, but I was having so much fun watching you take everything that was thrown at you. You took all these cocks without any hesitation and I was so proud of you. I don't think you even reached your limit tonight." No, I felt I could go on for some time. But please come here honey, I want to look after. “Oh, God,” he choked out, obviously overwhelmed from emotion. Her anger melted away at the sight of tears shimmering in his eyes. A lump wedged in her throat and her hand covered his as her baby rolled in her belly again. It was like a surreal dream, feeling life within her again when a few days ago she’d been empty, her heart bereft with the pain of her missing son. Gareth. He was alive. Her tears flowed freely now, and she fisted Ashriel’s silken hair to pull him down for a passionate. "Come in and have a seat."Thank you Master," the tall black man replied without any emotion.It was the day after the phone call. Charles had not slept much and neither had Connie."Have you brought all your files with you?" Connie asked as she sat down across from the man."Yes Mistress," replied the man."And you've destroyed all other files?" Charles inquired firmly."As you commanded, Master," confirmed the man."Have you been contacted by any other Masters or Mistresses?" Charles demanded to.